What Yi Liuling saw this time was a very blurry picture, and it was shaking violently, as if a person was running in an area where he couldn't see clearly. Although he is just a spectator, he can still feel an inexplicable fear. It seems that the subject's emotions are so strong that even he who is watching is affected.
After running for a while, the man seemed to want to confirm whether the pursuers behind him were still there, so he looked back. What came into view was a large area of blood red, and Yi Liuling heard a female scream coming from her own mouth.
Then, the blood red suddenly cut vertically from the middle and split into two, revealing a figure inside. Although the man was just a silhouette, Yi Liuling had seen the process of this thing from abstract to concrete before, so he was very sure that the person who split the unknown blood-red object was the male warrior, that is, this woman's husband.
After that, Yi Liuling opened his eyes. Everything just seemed to be just a dream, and now he was from the woman's perspective again.
At this time, the husband had already gotten up and was changing clothes. As if he was afraid of disturbing the woman, he moved very gently.
The woman got out of bed, walked towards the man, straightened his collar, and said something else. The man smiled and nodded, picked up the sword and walked out. He woke up his son and took him to the backyard.
This time Yi Liuling guessed that it was his father who wanted to teach his son sword skills. He might have been doing this when he went to the backyard before. However, if it was the swordsmanship he had seen in the vision, it did have value in teaching it.
The woman watched the two of them go to the backyard, and then went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast and lunch. She also stuffed a self-sewn peace charm into the small bag that her husband was carrying when he went out.
She muttered a few words to herself, but Yi Liuling couldn't understand them anyway, so she ignored them all.
After breakfast, the husband put on his armor, picked up his weapon, and put his bag on his back, while the woman walked him to the door of the house.
At this time, Yi Liuling realized something very scary - the couple had a farewell kiss!
Seeing the man's face getting closer and closer to her, Yi Liuling wanted to shout: "Don't come over!"
Fortunately, it was just a kiss on the cheek and the man left. The mother and son spent the next time getting along. Fortunately, except for the last big destruction incident, the son was usually quite obedient. He spent the daytime in boredom until his husband came home at night.
After that, there are repeated events, the steamed buns worth complaining about, the manuscript records before going to bed, the hero saving the beauty in the dream, and the farewell the next day.
However, this night was different from usual. Yi Liuling was still in the kitchen a second ago, and the scene suddenly changed, and she was kneeling beside a coffin.
The woman was crying, and several men who were also wearing armor, even though their bodies were scarred, were still talking to her in a gentle tone, seeming to comfort her.
There should be a man's body in the coffin, but the woman didn't have the courage to take a look at his remains. She didn't seem to have recovered until the funeral was over. In the end, her son dragged her and took her home.
That night, the woman still made three steamed buns. The son glanced at the food on the table and seemed hesitant to speak.
After that, the two of them broke the man's bun in half and each ate half of it, but neither said anything. After sending her son to bed, the woman lay on the bed and could not fall asleep for a long time.
After a while, she took out the sharp knife that her husband left for her from the cabinet. Yi Liuling thought that she was getting over it, but in the end she just put it under the pillow so that she could sleep peacefully.
However, she was not at peace in the dream, because no one could save her from the horror represented by the red blood.
The woman woke up from her dream, ran to the table, took out another piece of manuscript paper, and wrote a full page.
In this way, she stared at the window in a daze until the next morning.
Yi Liuling thought that she must look very haggard now, because the son had a surprised look on his face when he saw her.
However, the son still didn't ask any more questions. After eating breakfast, he went to play in the backyard.
The woman continued to sit in the hall in a daze until night, and it rained heavily that night.
There was lightning and thunder outside the window, and the woman huddled in a corner of the bed, wrapping herself tightly in a quilt. She buried her head in her knees, but she always felt a chilling gaze staring at her.
At this time, there was another thunder, and the woman subconsciously looked up at the window. Through her sight, Yi Liuling saw a bloody patch of blood outside the window.
"Ah!" Although there was a language barrier, screams knew no boundaries. Yi Liuling at least understood the cry, and then saw a pillow flying towards the window.
There is indeed something wrong with this woman. Even if there is a monster, throwing a pillow is not lethal.
Before Yi Liuling finished complaining, she discovered that there was something wrong with the woman's accuracy. Not only did the pillow miss the window, but it hit the lamp on the table. The desk lamp fell to the ground and broke into pieces. The whole room fell into darkness again, and the only light was the lightning outside the window.
Because the pillow was no longer on the bed, the woman turned her head and saw the sharp knife that was originally underneath. She picked up the knife, got out of bed, and moved closer to the door little by little.
This kind of house is old-fashioned, and the keyhole is the kind that connects two sides, and the woman looked at it tremblingly.
Through the keyhole, she saw a blood-red eye.
"Ah!" The woman screamed again and stabbed the knife in her hand directly. Because Yi Liuling only had vision, he didn't know if the woman stabbed anything. He just saw her withdraw the knife, then fall backwards to the ground, falling into a coma.
This time, the woman no longer dreamed of any blood-red monster. She slept until the next morning, and when she woke up, she was still lying on the ground with the knife in her hand.
The woman sat up and originally wanted to write on another piece of paper, but found that the edge of the table was full of fragments of the lampshade. Therefore, she could only clean up the mess first, and then go downstairs to cook for her son.
Strangely enough, when she was kneading the dough, Yi Liuling could clearly see that her hands were no longer shaking, as if this action could calm her down as well as writing in a diary.
However, Yi Liuling did not think this was a good sign. He felt that this woman was starting to go crazy.
Because the woman woke up earlier than usual today, but she didn't seem to notice this and woke up her son directly. So, when my son walked downstairs, he still rubbed his left eye sleepily and yawned from time to time.
When he saw the woman, the son once again showed a hesitant expression, but in the end he still said nothing. Maybe he also heard what happened last night.
"Oh, I don't know what will happen next." Yi Liuling sighed.
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